The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 162

"Drumming!"

"Boom! Gululu..."

"Kill it!"

It is said that "the world is boundless and boundless", which is true.In fact, it was the first time that Yang Ling had seen such a tragic battlefield. Under the night lights, arrows shot through the bodies of countless opponents. Killed until the corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed into rivers!
I saw it with my own eyes, with arms flying and heads rolling, and horses rolling to the ground, unable to struggle, and the sound of continuous mourning.

Too cruel this war, but who can stop it?Only one killing can prevent another killing, that's what Yang Ling thought.

You see, the people of the caravan rushing on horseback, dressed in various clothes, looked like ordinary people, but the long knives and ropes in their hands betrayed their honest appearance. Who knew that they were the ones who murdered and robbed them in the Hebei area?
"Pfft!" The long saber cut off Jin Yiwei's neck, and a stream of blood gushed out.

The headless corpse unwilling to die, hands and feet still scratching and shaking on the ground, the rising soul of the dead lingers on the head of the dead.

"Chi Chi!" Countless bows and arrows were still shot down from the city. The biggest miscalculation of the caravan was that they did not expect that the city would be so fully prepared.

Originally intended to sneak attack, but ended up in an ambush, and the consequence of rushing to attack the city once was that he was stuck on the battlefield, retreated, and died even more.

However, if the battle continues, the entire army will be wiped out.

Now, under the leadership of Yang Ling and Jiang Bin, the people in the city have pressed forward with all their strength.

The characteristic of the caravan is the surprise attack by the cavalry, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, how could it be the opponent of Jin Yiwei.

Jiang Bin's face is ashen. He has been a fighting madman all his life, a child who grew up drinking human blood on the battlefield, and his desire for military achievements has no limit.

"Bang bang bang..." Yang Ling's musketeers were in the middle and rear of the team, using muskets to attack the small leaders of the caravan riding back and forth to direct the battle.

The short-handed teams in front obviously entered a stalemate stage. For a short period of stalemate, Jin Yiwei and the well-armed men of the city defenders did a good job. It was obvious that they played the role of killers with one against ten, but there were too many caravans. One dies and two come up, and now their command is quite effective, so the battlefield is tangled up, you have me, I have you, both sides have damage, and it is almost chaotic.

Yang Ling had already seen the way the caravan commanded the battle in the chaos, and the little leader of the caravan running back and forth to command the battle was the key!
After Yang Ling took the lead and fired a few shots, the command in several places was really messed up, and those caravan members lost their backbone, and either ran or died, like melting ice and snow.

"Master, your move is really clever!" Even the little prince saw the clue and raised his thumb.

At first, the little prince thought that fighting meant rushing forward recklessly. He slashed several times with the sword in his hand, but after a few cold arrows flew past his ears, he was so frightened that his face was pale with cold sweat, making him Yang Ling comforted him for a long time before he regained his composure.

Yang Ling was by his side protecting the little prince and Liu Jin. The little prince was really excited after going through the battle. He followed Yang Ling closely, and he really regarded Yang Ling as a guard to protect him. Towering trees.

Because the power of the Musketeers was indeed witnessed in this great battle: on such a fiercely fought battlefield, no enemy dared to approach this side within a radius of [-] meters from the center of the Musketeers!
This kind of scene was seen by everyone. When it was spread later, someone used a punctuation mark that Yang Ling vigorously promoted, that is, an exclamation point to express it, which is incredible.

Xu Qi was beside Yang Ling, pointing to Yang Ling's command core: "Look, Young Master, under the big flag on the opposite side, there always seems to be a small cavalry commander coming out, do you think there is a commander in chief there?" That Zhu Bin you mentioned?"

"Whether there is or not, let's concentrate our forces to destroy this mobile fortress!"

"Yes!" Xu Qi agreed happily. He led the cavalry and carbine team of nearly a hundred people under him, leaping horses raised their guns and went straight to the opponent's mobile fortress. The crossbow arrows, the whole team shot out like an off-string arrow.

"No, stop them!"

It seems that the command center of the opponent did not expect that Yang Ling and the others would suddenly come up with such a move. You have been fighting all the time, how could you suddenly come to "decapitate"?

A lot of enemy soldiers rushed up from other directions and wanted to block Xu Qi's Musketeers, but it was really a "moment to witness a miracle". , The lethality and efficiency are too amazing. A hundred steps away, they see a cavalry who feels dangerous. But how can anyone close up to stop it?

"Wow!"

The little prince, who was watching the battle on the small high slope behind, was so excited that he danced and shouted:

"Good marksmanship, good marksmanship!"

"There's one on the left, hey, hit!"

"There is one coming from the right, shoot, shoot, hey, hit!"

"Good marksmanship, good marksmanship!"

Yang Ling was startled in the position of commander-in-chief: "It's easy to get a thousand troops, but it's hard to find a general. This Xu Qi's ability on the battlefield is much better than mine. Looking at the soldiers he leads, the hundreds of Musketeers are like a group of soldiers. The red-hot molten iron disintegrated wherever it went, this is the result of his training musketeers in a short period of time, really strong! I used the right person, a robe and a powerful right hand, worth it!"

But see, Xu Qi's 100 people are like arrows, and they rushed to the opponent's command core. At first, the big flag on the opposite side was still swaying left and right. The cavalry wanted to block Xu Qi's attack, but Xu Qi took the lead and killed the leader with one shot, and then a row of guns rang out, all of them were on horseback, coming from the opposite side The people who put down the dumplings all fell down!

The dozens of people in the back, seeing this god-like marksmanship, were scared to pee, and turned their horses back to flee, and ran away!

Seeing that the musketeers could not be stopped, the command core no longer wanted the banner, turned around and ran!
Xu Qi led the cavalry team, and kept chasing him relentlessly, biting tightly.

"It's Zhu Bin!" The little prince next to Yang Ling has really good eyes and really poisonous eyes. Using the binoculars Yang Ling handed him, he really found a familiar figure, and he shouted.

The cavalry team led by Xu Qi led the team led by Zhu Bin, and started a ridiculous "cat chasing mouse chase battle" under the city. Zhu Bin seemed to have a few capable thugs under his command, four red clothes The lieutenant general of Xu Qi was protecting him and ran wildly all the way. Xu Qi's musketeer team of [-] people kept shooting in the back. It was really fun. The feeling of shooting in the back made Yang Ling feel good when he saw it!
One lap, two laps, and the rest of the cavalry looked stupid. Is there still such a fight in war?Zhu Bin is too cowardly, if he wants to hit, he hits, if he doesn't hit, he retreats, what's the matter with being kicked around in circles?
Zhu Bin was probably stunned. He had never seen the musketeer cavalry attacking so efficiently. They caught up all the way, and there was not a single wounded soldier. Since he was riding a horse and archery, he could turn around and shoot back on horseback. of it?

And the result was that whoever looked back, before they drew their bows, after the "bang" shot sounded, he was already knocked off the horse!
The commander-in-chief is miserable, and the outcome of the battlefield will be determined in an instant-the cavalry team of the caravan has fought guerrilla warfare for many years, and every cavalry has a natural sixth sense for the battlefield. It's ", without hesitation or greeting, there is no one to command, they turn around and run away!

When they came fiercely, these thousands of people were like locusts crossing the border; when they left quickly, these 1000 people were defeated like bereaved dogs and fled in a panic!
"Hahahaha!" The little prince saw the victory in front of his eyes for the first time, and laughed so excitedly, as if he had commanded the battle.

Yang Ling ordered: "The whole army rush! Either capture or kill Zhu Bin!"

"kill!"

The whole army won a complete victory, and the battle was fought beautifully.

(End of this chapter)